Rage

I maintain a diary, a record to capture my emotions
Someday, it will be needed to understand myself
Now, right now, I feel rage so great that Love would stand no chance
Its the people, its the world! Liars!
I see no calm. I feel no calm. I hear no calm.
I wish I could swallow the world and spit it in fire
Or grow wings large enough to take me away in one flap
The stench of every second builds a cocoon
A metamorphosis to transform me, not into an angel I know for sure
The rage so hot, like an inferno, I would burn down the skulls
Oh! Where is the sanity I ask myself
Thats beneath the feet in dust said he
Laugh.. Laugh... Laugh
Look the world does the same
Where is peace? Where is happiness?
Dont break their wings, for they will evolve
Rather, stitch them together such that it will only be a hindrance
Rage so hard, like a glove it fits my fists
Pluck the hearts out and pile them here
Punch them until no remains are found
The hearts of teh corrupt and emotionless beasts
Oh at the epicenter I stand
Breaking the hands of the clock
Let me plunge them into the hearts of Time
Yes, the hearts of Time, the very beginning, the very soul
Pierce it until the hands leave no trace in teh outside world
Until the hands of the clock are embedded inside
For who, but Time alone can kill herself
Ah yea! Let the rage consume my body but leave my heart alone
For little wings will grow on my heart
Little wings will tame my heart away
Away... to the farthest worlds! Away from everyone!